Chapter 108 New Enlightenment

Success?!

Xu Dong first had a happy face, and then quickly calmed down, "It's still not a success. This power is too weak, and if every time you use the tiger's back closeness, you need to rely on strong skills, then this move doesn't mean anything to me at all!"

Thinking of this, Xu Dong fell into meditation again and began to think about the reasons and roots of his practice of the fierce tiger style.

The reason why he practices the tiger style is due to two factors: first, strengthening the body, the tiger style is a practice method of flesh and blood armor, and it is also an excellent method of refining the body. Cultivating the tiger style can make the flesh and flesh strong, muscles and bones strong, and the inner body strong; second, in addition to his talent skills, he lacks attack means, Although it is impossible to practice strong tiger power, it is also a good choice to use the tiger style to maximize the output of physical strength.

When Xu Dong figured out the original intention of his practice, his mentality immediately calmed down. The impatience was like a burning bonfire, which was splashed with a basin of cold water and wiped out clean, allowing his reason to regain the upper hand.

"On the one hand, the real power of the tiger type is the output of physical power, and on the other hand, it is also the power of flesh and blood armor to form the strength of the tiger, so that it is both internal and external. Therefore, the tiger attack has the effect of dizziness, the tiger's cracking force is fierce and difficult, and the tiger whips the blade awe of the blade and kills the enemy."

Xu Dong felt as if he had touched a road, or he vaguely saw a door. Opening this door, his world will be completely different. He can rely on the skills and strength of his body to exert the "strength" similar to the power of flesh and blood armor!

"That's right, it's strong!" Xu Dong knew that he had figured out the reason for the current embarrassing situation, "because my fierce tiger style is not 'in strength'."

He frowned and thought, "What exactly is 'Strong'? It is a non-physical force, a special force cultivated through the power of flesh and blood armor. In the final analysis, it is a 'new power'. For example, the tiger hit hard, slapped out, and the physical strength condensed. At the moment of hitting the enemy, the fierce tiger's strength poured into the enemy's body at the same time, resulting in a dizziness effect.

The breeze came slowly, and Xu Dong lost his eyes and said something in his mouth, "Yes, whether the tiger attacks hard, or the tiger cracks, even if the tiger whips. It seems to be condensed to the extreme, but in fact, the power will still be lost. Maybe this kind of dispersion does not affect the fierce tiger's performance... However, fake Isn't it a new force to gather these lost forces?

The more excited I think about it, the more I feel. Xu Dong is like a child who asks for candy and can't help dancing. "The lost power is not noticeable, so it can't be used. So as long as the scattered power is condensed, won't it form my unique strength? And to unite them... it depends on the attack speed!"

Thinking of this, Xu Dong seemed to be enlightened. He suddenly exhaled in a low voice and twisted his waist and limbs in the posture of leaning against the tiger's back. Unlike before, at the moment of sinking shoulders and hitting the tree, the waist was started with torque again. In other words, the waist will be strong twice in a second!

Bum!

Xu Dong's eyes widened. Although his sense of power was still insufficient, he still found the slight changes in it and couldn't help exclaiming, "Sure enough, when you exert force quickly and continuously, the lost power will condense to form a new force, which is my strength. '!"

When a person realizes that he is finally on the right path, he will be ecstatic, and he will wonder if I can walk faster!

When Xu Dong saw his "Strong", he couldn't help thinking, can I improve the speed of the attack? From two exerts per second, to three exerts per second, to four per second?

Since there is a general direction, why is Xu Dong unwilling to try?

He once again fell into a state of crazy cultivation. The clockwork lay on the ground and rolled his eyes at him, as if he despised this crazy practice.

Half an hour later, the old tree, which was constantly tortured, finally couldn't stand it. It was broken by its waist and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound of countless branches and leaves breaking.

Xu Dong is also uncomfortable. If he wants to have rapid hair, he must use his whole body muscles. The end of such crazy cultivation is a large area of muscle strain. As for the shoulders... they have been black, and they feel very scary.

However, he seemed to be completely unaware of it and completely fell into a state of madness. He recited something to himself, took out the syphon and recovered, and walked to the edge of another old tree trunk as if no one was around.

With the influx of life energy, Xu Dong's body is recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. The congestion disappears, muscle damage recovers, and bone cracks heal. However, in a few efforts, he recovered as usual. He was immersed in cultivation, but he didn't realize it at all.

Xu Dong stood by the trunk of the old tree and continued his research.

He seems to have forgotten everything. There is no sunshine and prayer, no task and assessment, and no existence of the blue-eyed wind wolf... In his eyes, there is only the swing of the waist muscles, only the combination of bone tendons and tendons, only the fierce tiger style, and only the tiger's back close.

Bum, bang, bang...

Xu Dong forgot time and kept practicing. He always repeated the most monotonous movements, like a machine that didn't know how to be tired, one after another, repeated again and again. When he was tired, he dug out the drunken syphon from the tree and absorbed life energy to recover; when he smashed a big tree, he automatically consciously looked for the next tree.

Even in order to maximize efficiency, there is no old tree he chose that is not suitable for four or five people.

The night is getting darker, and the ghost forest presents a strange tranquility, like a hypocritical veil, covering the ugly and bloody face.

Bum! Bang! Bang!

Continuous and regular impact sounds are constantly sounding in the forest.

One, two, three...

After every 21 rings, there will be a movement of big trees breaking in the forest in vain, and countless branches and leaves will crack. It seems that there is a ghost lumberjack who is perseveringly cutting down trees.

It wasn't long before the crash sound appeared again.

The clockwork that had been lying on the ground and looking at the wind occasionally showed a surprised expression at the beginning, but later, the more numb it became. It has been eight hours, and Xu Dong is still practicing. Within 500 meters with him as the center, all the trees are unlucky, and their waists are broken and scattered on the ground.

After all, the clockwork is also a little tired. I yawned and wanted to take a break.

At this moment, a trace of air followed its nostrils. Of course, it is very clear about this taste. It is the smell of the blue-eyed wind wolf!

A gust of wind blew, and * suddenly became strong. A clockworker got up, and a trace of panic flashed deep in his eyes. His humanized expression seemed to say, "Oh, there are so many wolves!"

Almost at the moment when it came up, a pair of cold eyes reflected the faint blue light and emerged from the bushes not far away. Like a chain reaction, the second pair of eyes, the third pair of eyes... The dense eyes completely surrounded them. I don't know how many clockwork, but I also understand that the number of other parties is too large, and the group is turbulent!

It did not know whether the other party found it or not, nor did it dare to make a warning sound randomly, so as not to trigger an attack in advance. It could only lie on the ground and carefully squirm towards Xu Dong's place. Finally, he walked to Xu Dong's side. He bit the other party's trouser legs and pulled them twice, trying to wake up the other party through this action.

However, what makes it extremely depressing is that Xu Dong is completely immersed in the pleasure of cultivation and can't feel the warning from it at all. This time, the clockwork was so anxious that it hurt a little internally.

What's more hateful is that Xu Dong felt that his trousers were not comfortable enough, so he threw them away and threw the clockwork out.

In vain, the wind moved and the leaves fell, and a blue-eyed wind wolf rushed out of Xu Dong's back. His slender limbs were like flying, and his sharp claws condensed the wind and rushed to his back. The wind is sharp, like a knife, which easily tears the air.

When it was about to lean against Xu Dong's body, the figure in front of him suddenly shook and disappeared. When it appeared again, it was already strangely located in the waist ribs of the blue-eyed wind wolf.

His waist swaying quickly three times, looking like a mountain tiger shaking his body's fur. In the shaking, the air seemed to be squeezed up, and he faintly heard the roar. In the blink of an eye, Xu Dong's strength penetrated and hit his shoulder. On the surface, he just walked with the drunken man and accidentally leaned against the blue-eyed wind wolf.

In fact, under this gentle collision, the blue-eyed wind wolf was directly hit and broken, and the internal organs inside were all broken. It was too late to scream. It had flown violently, and its soul in the air was shattered. When it landed, there was only a corpse.

Xu Dong paused for a moment and didn't know what he had just hit. He practiced himself and leaned against the tiger's back, smashing the bark of the thick tree trunk and making a thumping sound.

Seeing this scene, the clockwork widened his eyes.

This blue-eyed wind wolf is the weakest in the wolf pack. It is purely used to measure the strength of its opponent. In rude words, it is actually called Xu Dongjin. But with one move, it is really hard to imagine. The death of the companion immediately aroused the fierceness of the wolves.

The next second, two blue-eyed wind wolves rushed out one left and one right. When they appeared, their mouths were swollen, and the two wind blades roared and sprayed, turning an arc and shooting at Xu Dong's left and right ribs.

Feeling the crisis, Xu Dong, who practiced until he was at a loss, instinctively kicked his feet gently, and then rolled over the trunk of the tree, and then steadily fell back to the ground. And the two powerful wind blades could only flutter and reluctantly sink into the trunk of the thick tree directly opposite him, leaving two deep openings.

The wind blade did not hit, and the two blue-eyed wind wolves simply rushed up to tear Xu Dongsheng into pieces.

How did you expect that you could reach the other party's two meters away, and the figure in front of him disappeared with a sss. That strange body is a ghost in the forest. By the time he appeared, he had appeared on the side of one of the blue-eyed wolves.

There is no fancy action or extra sound, just a simple close-fit.

This blue-eyed wind wolf stepped into the end of the former, his waist and ribs were broken, his internal organs were broken, and his blood flew backwards.

The next second, Xu Dong flashed and appeared beside the second blue-eyed wind wolf again. His speed was already thrilling, and his judgment of timing and position was also extremely exquisite. He easily skimmed to the best position and repeated his old skills again.

Bum!

The blue-eyed wind wolf flew out and smashed a large area of flowers and plants. After landing, he only had time to let out a whine and die completely.